Some anglers wax lyrical about their exploits: "I made a few casts with a red dragon fly but the line fell like silver wire on the water and danced idly over the cool stones in the rapids ... " (F Rollet.)

"Frank, I need your help." I burst through the front door and made my way to Frank's kitchen table. There was no time for niceties. I was a man on a mission and I knew Frank was a guy I needed to speak to.